her to Paris, where she put up at the Hotel Lutetia,
Boulevard Raspail.
An agent of exceptional talent whom I introduced to Spiegelglass
was a young Belgian, who was to play a fateful role in the weeks
to come. He had been my most trusted aide in many unusual assignments,
and had become an intimate of my family. I was very fond of the
youth, and also of his wife.
I was now preparing to leave for Moscow on August 21, by the steamship
Bretagne. From the moment the Reiss affair broke and while I was
still at the Hotel Napoleon, I had observed that I was being shadowed.
When my wife and child arrived and we moved to the Passy pension,
the shadowing became even more assiduous. My wife would notice
it even when she took the child for a walk in the park. It was,
of course, the work of Spiegelglass. My wife, who was not well,
was made worse by these worries, and moreover my child got the
whooping cough. When the date of my departure arrived it was clear
that I should have to leave my family behind. I made arrangements
for them to follow me to Moscow several weeks later.
Bearing a passport under the name of Schoenborn, I arrived about
7 p.m. at the Gare St. Lazare to take the eight o'clock train for
Le Havre, where I was to board the boat for Leningrad. About ten
minutes before departure time, after I had attended to my baggage
and already seated myself in the railway coach, the assistant to
the Paris agent of the Ogpu rushed in. He told me that a telegram
had just come from Moscow with instructions that I should remain
in Paris. I was incredulous, but a moment later one of my own men,
all out of breath, came dashing in with the news of another coded
message, similar in content. I asked to see the telegram, but was
told that Spiegel

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MY BREAK WITH STALIN
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